Chords
Os Louco Lá da Fronteira

Key: G

Introduction:

G                                                                    C                                                                    D                                                      G  
Não afrochemo nem os dançante pois semo loco de dá com pau
                                                Em                                                                      Am                                                              D7                                                         G  
cruzemo a nado se o rio não da vau neste mundo veio flor de cabo loso
                          G7                                                                                                         C                                                      D7                                                                    G  
  e uma labruma quando esconde o toso nois esporiemo bem no sangrador
                                                                Em                                                                 Am                                                                 D7                                                              G  
em rancho de china se campeamo amor entremo sem sono e garantimo o poso
                                                                  G7                                                                    C                                                                      D                                                                    G                    G7  C  
em rancho de china se campeamo amor entremo sem sono e garantimo o poso
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  G  
Semo medonho no cabo da dança gostemo mesmo é do buchincho grosso
                                                                                                                             D                                                                                                                                              G  
que é pra sair tramando o pescoço ao trote largo em alguma rancheira
                                G7                                                                                    C                                                 D7                                                                         G  
  viver cantando e levantando poeira cousa gaúcha vicio de campanha
                                                Em                                                                      Am                                                      D7                                                         G  
  limpemo a guela num trago de canha pois semo loco de lá da fronteira
                                                                             C                                                                      G  
2X    SEMO BEM LOCO LOCO DE BUENO MAS TEMO O VENENO NA
                                                        D                                                                                                                                                                                                                            C  
FOLHA DA FACA QUANDO SANGUE FERVE VIREMO A CABEÇA POR
                                        D                                                                                                            G  
DEUS PAISANO NINGUÉM ME ATACA
                                                  G                                                    C                                                                    D                                                                            G  
Nois semo loco lá da fronteira de raça tranqüila mas de pouca sincha
                                  Em                                                                              Am                                                 D7                                                                                 G  
  e de vereda quando o lombo incha saiam de perto que a chucresa é tanta
                          G7                                                                                 C                                                                    D7                                                                      G  
  tremo e percanta que seja percanta partemos maula pra outra invernada
                                                Em                                                            Am                                            D7                                                                                    G  
  e a nossa bebida mais sofisticada é canha gelada num samba com fanta
                                                G7                                                            C                                                         D                                                                                    G                      G7  C  
e a nossa bebida mais sofisticada é canha gelada num samba com fanta
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     G  
Nos semo loco mas não semo bobo semo parceiro de quem é parceiro
                                                                                                                  D                                                                                                                                      G  
nas horas brabas e no intreveiro nunca deixamo um amigo solito
                                     G7                                                      C                                                                 D7                                                      G  
pode ser feio pode ser bonito mas é nosso jeito de levar a vida
                                                Em                                                                              Am                                                                 D7                                                                         G  
por ser de campo e por gostar da lida é que volta e meia nois prendemo o grito